My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 7 Checking in on Monday

She pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Does my face matter that much? If Miss Khan really cared, why

would she have called at that point? But since we've already called, there's no need to feel guilty and

blame ourselves, besides, we've already signed the divorce papers and are nominally divorced."

Her tone was reticent, without the slightest hint of reluctance.

Looking at her reaction, Ayan deep eyes gradually sunk, this is obviously the result he wanted, but

somehow, an inexplicable emotion crossed from the tip of the heart, although very light can not lift the

slightest ripple, but it is impossible to ignore.

His eyebrows furrowed and his tone was tinged with displeasure, "Camille , if you're upset because I

asked you to send clothes over, you can be mad at me, but Eileen is not well and she can't be sad and

upset."

He loves Eileen and doesn't want to let her suffer a single bit of aggravation, so he can make her sad

and uncomfortable.

Eileen saw the atmosphere is not good, quickly reached out and pulled Ayan: "Ayan, do not do this to

Camille, it is my fault, I should not bother Camille."

She looked at Camille again and said sincerely from the bottom of her heart, "Camille, I'm really sorry

for the trouble I caused you."

Camille's face is cold and unresponsive, and her eyes are cold.

Her silence caused Eileen's face to stiffen momentarily and pause.

Camille once again clearly see the man's heart, she did not move lightly fluttered eyelids, gaze to the

man, lightly spoke: "Determine a time to do the formalities."Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Ayan frowned slightly, deep into the ancient Tan eyes with a chill, voice as cold as frost: "Monday

morning."

It's Saturday, two days away.

She hmmed softly and then said, "Good, then I won't bother you."

Ayan did not have any response, his face was cold and seemed very unhappy, did she say something

wrong?

Camille smiles inwardly to herself and turns to leave the room.

Eileen's voice in her ear: "Ayan, go explain to Camille, don't get angry."

The man indifferently responded, "No need to explain anything."

He said so, but his face is cold and thin without the slightest hint of pleasure, the heart is more like

what is blocked, and angry and annoyed.

How can someone who has always been as gentle as water become so stubborn?

Camille came out of the hospital room with tears falling down the corners of her eyes.

She thought she was prepared to face this scene after Ayan filed for divorce last night, but when she

actually saw him with Eileen, it still hurt her heart.

She felt as if something kept tearing at her heart until it went numb.

From the hospital, they returned to their wedding home, Hanyama Manson, a wedding gift from the old

Simpson, where she had lived since the first day of their marriage, a whole year ago, and where

countless memories were drawn.

She should also move out when the paperwork is done, so she still has to look for an apartment in

advance, after all, the Armstrong's villa doesn't welcome her.

Thinking of the Armstrong family, it is natural to give advance notice of a divorce.

She packed up and drove back to the Armstrong's villa.

Since getting married, she hasn't been back very often.

Because early on, she knew that her mother, Page Bates, did not like her.

She had just reached the door when she heard a worried inquiry from inside: "Mom, I heard that Eileen

woke up and Ayan is guarding her every step, are we really going to sit around and wait for Eileen to

remember ......."

"Grace , don't say anything more about this matter, the most important thing for you now is to go to

Armstrong Corp to study and prepare for the next design competition." The gentle and pretty woman

instructed in a low voice, her words full of doting and concern.

Camille flashed a hint of surprise when she heard the word Eileen, but didn't listen any further, but lifted

her feet and walked down the hall.

"Mom, I'm home."

She whispered.

He looked up at Page sitting in the sofa in the hall, who had a dignified and gentle demeanor, with

some resemblance to Camille in her eyebrows.

Camille's sudden return brought a faint surprise to both Page and Grace Armstrong, who smiled slightly

and said, "Sister is back? Why is there no sound? You're not eavesdropping on me and Mom, are

you?"